Shen Fanyun felt a bit thirsty, so he went to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, and had just taken a sip.
BOOM!
A delicate fist came smashing toward his face with ferocious momentum.
Shen Fanyun blocked it with the water bottle, sending a shower splashing everywhere. With a casual flick of his hand, he forced Li Huanhuan to take an impromptu ice-water facial.
Her cheeks, her eyelashes, and her long, smooth hair were all dripping wet. She looked like a lotus flower emerging from the water, and beneath her long lashes were a pair of bright, lively eyes.
Unfortunately, at that moment, those eyes were filled with rage.
"You!" A headache began to throb in Li Huanhuan's temples. She was truly no match for Shen Fanyun.
